Sometimes I’m a supernova that can’t – a big ball of passion, and no one and nothing will take it off my hands – it wants to unfold at flaming speed, and there isn’t universe enough for the energy. There’s no space in which to expand. And so I struggle not to be a collapsing star, a singularity, leaving a black hole where once there was a man.

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